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Misadventures

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Jeydon's POV

I move closer to Jordan as we walk further into the woods. We're running away from the police since Mr. Wise Guy —Dumb Ass— trespassed on someone's property when he was trying to find a special clearing in the woods for some reason. Of course, we ran once the police started coming after us. I don't need a criminal record.

"Jordan, how could you be stupid enough to do that?" I ask.

"I didn't see a sign. It's not entirely my fault."

"You should have looked around!" I retort.

I hear a stick snap behind us. The next thing I know, we're both running as fast as we can. I swear I'm going to face plant into a tree before the night is over. It's too dark for me to see. The trees are blocking the moon and starlight.

We're both breathless once we stop running. I lean up against a tree as I pant. "I-I think w-we lost them," Jordan pants out. "For now," I reply, "the cops will just keep running after us till they catch us. They won't let us go. Especially you."

Remember that I said that I didn't need a criminal record. Jordan already has one. He ran around a park at night once. Why was that so bad? He was naked. One of his friends dared him to. Of course, they were drunk teenagers. None of them knew what the hell they were doing.
(A/N: Just image this...)

"Do you think we should put more ground in between the police and us?" Jordan asks. "Yeah," I reply. I've regained my breath. I should be able to run a little bit further.

The both of us take off running. I let Jordan take the lead. He knows his way around this dense forest.

He takes a sharp turn. I don't slow down quick enough and find myself tripping and sliding off the path. I bite my lip to keep from screaming out a profanity; that would have the cops coming in our direction in 2.4 seconds.

"Jeydon?" Jordan calls out, walking back to me. "I'm here!" I say, standing up with ease. I'm so lucky I didn't hurt myself since, well, I'm not as athletic or very tough. I'm surprised I ran this far without dropping.

"Are you okay?" Jordan asks.

"Yeah, let's go."

We run off. We've been running too much! I'll be so sore tomorrow!

After about six more minutes, we stop and rest. We didn't run the whole time, we just moved. (Jogging, walking, etc.)

I let myself drop to the ground. A dull pain begins to start throbbing in my ankle. I should've told Jordan as soon as it started.

"Jordan," I say, lifting my head up from the ground.

"Yes?"

"I hate to break it to you, but I don't think I can go much further."

"What?" Jordan exclaims, kneeling down next to me. I get into a sitting position. "What's wrong with you? Medical wise?" Jordan asks. "My ankle is throbbing," I reply.

Jordan carefully removes my shoe. I notice that my ankle is a little swollen. Damn, I've sprained it, haven't I?

"It's just a sprain," Jordan assures me, "I think." "I know it is. I haven't heard any cracks or pops coming from it and it's not extremely painful when I move it. It's just very uncomfortable," I explain.

"I'll have to carry you."

"Seriously?" I ask.

Jordan nods, "Plus, it would be romantic."

I let Jordan pick me up bridal style. He begins carrying me through the woods. It sounds like a scene from a cheap romance movie.

I curl up into Jordan's chest. He softly kisses the top of my head. "You're so cute," he says softly, "and small." I blush slightly at his remarks. The police are far behind. We can relax now.

"I know this is an awkward time to ask this, but, will you marry me?" Jordan asks. I look up at him. "Yes! Of course I would!"

Jordan stops; he cautiously leans down and pecks my lips. I grab his head and make him kiss me longer. Yeah, I can be needy.

"Looks like you'll be Jeydon Sweeto soon," Jordan says.

"Not a chance," I reply, "I am marrying you, but I won't change my name."

Jordan smiles, "Deal."

(A/N: My sister called someone, "Mr. Deep Throat." She also yelled, "CLOSE THE DOOR, IDIOT!" to a stranger.)

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